Chapter 387: The End of the Exhausting Battle (2)

"Phew! We finally made it out," Sharon muttered with a long sigh.

She looked around at the ghost ship deck where they were standing.

The difference from before was that the greenish-white fog no longer blocked their view.

Most likely, Levi’s disappearance had caused the fog to stop working.

Cassopeia, Draco, and Jack all let out a sigh of relief as well—especially Jack, who felt like tonight had been a nightmare.

In all his years of sailing, he had never experienced anything as nerve-wracking as this.

Even when he encountered sea monsters, he hadn’t felt that way.

"By the way, Your Highness," Draco called out hesitantly. "Where is Prince Nolan? Why isn’t he here? Did he manage to escape too?"

After witnessing Nolan’s abilities earlier, his view of the lazy prince had changed completely. If he had underestimated him before, now he considered him equal to the other princes—perhaps even above them.

For him, strength was everything. Those who possessed it deserved respect.

Although he had no idea how Nolan had hidden his strength for so many years, it didn’t diminish his respect.

Cassiopeia was also curious. She had been thinking about Nolan’s safety the whole time.

While Nolan had shown extraordinary performance, if anything happened to him, it would be a big problem for her and Draco.

After all, His Majesty the Emperor had entrusted them with the task of protecting him.

Sharon looked confused and uncertain. Nolan had told her he would return after they came back.

However, she didn’t see him anywhere on the deck.

"Maybe he’s inside the ship?" she guessed uncertainly.

Cassiopeia fell silent, then spread her senses throughout the ship.

Previously, she couldn’t do that because of the mysterious fog. But now that the fog had disappeared, she could easily scan the entire ship.

"How strange..." Cassiopeia frowned. "I don’t sense his presence anywhere. Could he have been teleported to another location on this continent?"

If the worst possibility was true, their journey to the Kingdom of Kaldarion would have to be postponed for a while.

She needed to report this to the imperial palace and request a large-scale search immediately.

Sharon felt panic rising inside her. Her face turned pale, and her body trembled slightly.

While her mind was in turmoil and she didn’t know what to do, she heard footsteps accompanied by a familiar playful voice.

"Sorry to make you worry. I’m back."

They were all startled and quickly turned around, seeing a handsome young man walking toward them with a smile.

It was Nolan.

"Your Highness?"

"Nolan?"

They exclaimed almost at the same time. Sharon rushed toward him and checked his entire body with concern.

"What happened to you? Why didn’t you appear with us? And are you hurt? If you are, tell me where. I’ll heal you."

Her hands ran over his head, neck, chest, stomach, and even his lower body.

Nolan shivered at her touch and quickly caught her hands.

"Okay, my dear sister, don’t worry so much. I’m fine. Look—do you see anything hurt?"

He released Sharon’s hands and spread his arms, as if asking her to check for herself.

Sharon looked him over from head to toe and found nothing unusual.

A sigh escaped her lips as she smiled in relief.

"I’m glad you’re okay. But..." Her expression turned uncertain. "What happened to Levi? Did you manage to kill him? But how? Even Cassiopeia couldn’t do it, you know?"

Cassiopeia, Draco, and Jack stared at Nolan with sharp eyes. They were just as curious about how he had done it.

Even Cassiopeia’s magic couldn’t inflict a fatal wound on Levi.

If Nolan really killed him, didn’t that mean he surpassed Cassiopeia in power?

Sensing their gazes, Nolan remained calm, without a hint of panic.

He took his sister’s hand and gently pulled her closer to Cassiopeia, Draco, and Jack.

"Don’t think too highly of me. The truth is, I wasn’t the one who killed Levi or saved you—it was the Singularity of Chaos."

His words left them frozen in disbelief.

"The Singularity of Chaos, you say? Your Highness, are you serious?" Cassiopeia narrowed her eyes suspiciously.

The figure in the black cloak was still vivid in her memory—his power, his arrogant and domineering posture, and the way he looked down on his opponents left an unforgettable impression.

It was hard to imagine that such a figure would help Nolan, wasn’t it?

"As unbelievable as it sounds, that’s the truth. I’m sorry, but I can’t tell you why he appeared. It has something to do with my sister and other secrets. So I hope you understand," Nolan replied seriously.

In reality, he was lying. He was just making excuses and throwing them at his sister.

As for the possibility that Cassiopeia and Draco wouldn’t be able to sleep tonight, that wasn’t his problem.

Cassiopeia felt extremely annoyed. She was a very curious person.

Nolan’s words had only made her more interested—enough to make her want to lock him in her room and force him to tell her everything.

Fortunately, Draco reacted differently. Instead of being curious about the appearance of the Singularity of Chaos, he was more interested in how Nolan had become so skilled in combat.

After all, there had never been any news or rumors about his strength.

He’s really very interesting,

he muttered with a faint smile.

"All right," Nolan said while stretching. "Let’s go back to the ship and sleep. I’m very tired."

No one objected. They all nodded in agreement. They should have been asleep by now, but everything had been thrown off because of the ghost ship.

"Oh, right, I want to ask you guys something," Jack interrupted. "What do we do with this ghost ship?"

This ghost ship was the most famous legend on the ocean. And now, the figure who controlled it—Levi—had vanished.

Obviously, the ship had become completely empty. The legend of the ghost ship officially ended here.

"Just leave it. Don’t waste your time on this ship," Cassiopeia replied, waving her left hand.

"Wait, don’t decide so quickly," Nolan interrupted.

He examined the ship carefully, then continued, "This ship holds a lot of treasure. There are many rooms that still haven’t been explored. Jack, you’d better order your men to check everything and take all the valuables."

"I’ll give you six hours to finish. And don’t worry—you can take forty percent. Leave the rest to me."

He didn’t care about money or treasure, but it was impossible for him to just let it go to waste.

Jack was thrilled by the order. If Nolan wanted to, he could take everything, and Jack had no right to argue.

Yet here he was, giving him and his men forty percent of the spoils. What a generous prince!

"All right, Your Highness. Leave it to me." Jack patted his chest, as if assuring Nolan he could be trusted.

"What about me, Your Highness? Don’t I get a share?" Cassiopeia pouted.

"You?" Nolan looked at her with a mocking gaze. "My father pays you very well. The treasure on this ship is useless to you. You’d better hand everything to me, the poor prince."

Cassiopeia: "..."

"Pfft!" Sharon giggled and pinched Nolan’s cheek. "You’re really too much, brother."